Dr_Zinj
Veteran Member
Re: I've gotta kill that @#$% Fox!!!
And yes, I AM crazy.
Drove my squadron commander nuts when I was stationed at Pease AFB as a staff sergeant before they closed it down.
We had problems with raccoons getting into the barracks. Several months went by with repeated complaints to Civil Engineering and the conservation people; no action. I came down the stairs from the day room one night and there was a coon on the stair landing growling at me and not budging. I went back around the other stairwell, got my bow from my locker, went back and shot him. (Razor points do a real number, even at half draw.) He flipped over the railing and down to the bottom (taking my arrow with it.) Put in a call to CE letting them know that they had a probable dead animal to remove.
Of course then the whole base went ballistic. Enlisted guy with weapons discharged in the dormitory, killing a wild animal out of season. They confiscated all the gear and were ready to do the whole courts martial scene on my butt.
Until I spoiled their whole day.
I had documentation that the armory had no facilities to store archery equipment, and who specifically told me to keep my equipment in the dorm locked up.
I had a whole pile of documentation of calls to remove wild animals from the building and lack of both responsiveness and effectiveness.
I wasn't drunk, and I took due care not to endanger anyone in the process.
I told the commander he was welcome to file the charges; but if he didn't tear them up and return my gear, he'd be looking at a very public Congressional investigation for malfeasance, theft by taking, and failure to provide a healthy living environment.
I got my stuff back, no charges, still got maximum scores on my performance reports, and boy did the paperwork go through smoothly for permission for me to move off-base.
Not to say it wasn't risky, or extremely stressful; but it did impress the **** out of me how valuable good documentation is.
And yes, I AM crazy.
Drove my squadron commander nuts when I was stationed at Pease AFB as a staff sergeant before they closed it down.
We had problems with raccoons getting into the barracks. Several months went by with repeated complaints to Civil Engineering and the conservation people; no action. I came down the stairs from the day room one night and there was a coon on the stair landing growling at me and not budging. I went back around the other stairwell, got my bow from my locker, went back and shot him. (Razor points do a real number, even at half draw.) He flipped over the railing and down to the bottom (taking my arrow with it.) Put in a call to CE letting them know that they had a probable dead animal to remove.
Of course then the whole base went ballistic. Enlisted guy with weapons discharged in the dormitory, killing a wild animal out of season. They confiscated all the gear and were ready to do the whole courts martial scene on my butt.
Until I spoiled their whole day.
I had documentation that the armory had no facilities to store archery equipment, and who specifically told me to keep my equipment in the dorm locked up.
I had a whole pile of documentation of calls to remove wild animals from the building and lack of both responsiveness and effectiveness.
I wasn't drunk, and I took due care not to endanger anyone in the process.
I told the commander he was welcome to file the charges; but if he didn't tear them up and return my gear, he'd be looking at a very public Congressional investigation for malfeasance, theft by taking, and failure to provide a healthy living environment.
I got my stuff back, no charges, still got maximum scores on my performance reports, and boy did the paperwork go through smoothly for permission for me to move off-base.
Not to say it wasn't risky, or extremely stressful; but it did impress the **** out of me how valuable good documentation is.
